The hard stubble pierced her, it was a familiar taste to her, and the moment she was embraced by him, she felt that she was whole.

Simon Longting kissed wildly, and he was a beast that had lost his mind when he was drunk.

Jing Jiaren couldn't push him away, and the lips that were kissed couldn't speak.

The entangled and torturous kiss burned in the smell of wine, and he accidentally touched the wound on her neck, Jing Jiaren frowned in pain: "It hurts!" ”

Ximen Longting's body suddenly stiffened, and he raised his body to look at her deeply.

His mind seemed to begin to wake up, and gradually became chaotic.

He stared at the wound on her neck, his eyes reddening......

Jing Jiaren was lying under him, and her eyes were washed with water: "Ximen Longting, it's me." ”

“……”

"I'm back," she snorted hard and smiled, "I'm not right, I'm not supposed to love so selfishly." I swear I will never leave again as long as you need me. I'm not going to run away anymore, okay? ”

“……”

"Simon Longting, do you understand what I'm saying?"

Suddenly, his body sank, and Ximen Longting pressed down again, and his whole body was hot.

Jing Jiaren's tears swirled a few times in her eyes and endured it.

He was really drunk......

Fortunately, Jing Jiaren was only pressed by him with the upper half of her body, and her lower body was hanging outside the bed.

She struggled to move her body, trying to get away from under Simon Longting. A big palm suddenly grabbed her wrist and didn't let her leave......

Jing Jiaren closed her eyes, and with her other hand, he was sweaty in his hair.

Even if it was pungent and smelly, she didn't feel bad at all.

Maybe he cried for too long, Jing Jiaren's eyes were swollen and swollen, and he was so relieved to smell his body fragrance, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

Morning.

Warm sunlight poured in through the window, filling half the room, and the air was quiet.

Jing Jiaren was woken up by his vomiting several times last night, took care of him, gave him water, patted him on the back, cleaned up the vomit and garbage on the ground, and wiped his face with a towel.

Zuihou and Ximen Longting both lay on the bed, facing each other.

So as soon as Jing Jiaren opened her eyes, what she saw was Ximen Longting's sleeping face......

Jing Jia couldn't help but reach out and stroke his face, and a very soft and deep emotion appeared in his eyes.

In the past, she suppressed her feelings for him, afraid of losing herself in love, so she pretended to be indifferent.

But from now on, she planned to love him regardless of it, and never leave a way out for herself.

Fingers ran over his eyebrows, eyes, nose......

While depicting his delicate lips, a hand grabbed her fingers.

The pretty red eyes opened again.

Jing Jiaren tried to cheer up and smiled: "Are you still drunk when you wake up?" ”

She cried too much last night, her eyes were so swollen that she laughed astringently.

Simon Longting's arm froze.

"It's me, Jing Jiaren." She leaned over and kissed him on the bridge of his tall nose.

Ximen Longting shook off her hand as if he had been electrocuted, and the expression on his face was still in a state of emptiness.

"You go back to sleep, the hangover will be very uncomfortable, I'll go downstairs and make you a bowl of sobering soup."

Jing Jiaren got up and got out of bed.

"Jing Jiaren."

In a deep and deep voice, he raised his voice.

Jing Jiaren turned her face halfway: "What's wrong?" ”

"Who let you in?" His face was very ugly, and his red eyes were full of thunderous anger.

That murderous aura is going to pierce the air......